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Liu Changqing had no idea what was happening.
In the end, when the number reached almost 100,000 collections, this rapid growth stopped.
When he clicked on his book webpage, it took several refreshes before it came out, with dazzling click numbers and recommendation numbers.
And Naizai occupied the first place in the fan list.
"Hiss!!"
Liu Changqing felt that his eyes were hallucinating. He only saw 1 followed by many 0s.
Log into the chat software.
The moment I just logged in, my computer felt like it was about to explode, beeping and beeping non-stop.
When I moved the mouse, I discovered that it was the news from the editor.
After clicking on it, there is a lot of news.
Liu Changqing chose to filter out the previous words that were innocuous. He only saw the words that the small category recommendation was changed to the homepage recommendation.
Is this a forced recommendation?
¡°I have no idea what happened. Although there have been rewards before, most of them were small amounts and nothing so exaggerated.
Clicking on the book review area, there are all kinds of people leaving messages.
¡¾Punch in, clock in! ¡¿
¡¾Take a group photo to commemorate the occasion, please support me if you are rich! ¡¿
¡¾Is this book really that good? It can¡¯t be from a bookstore! ¡¿
There are many comments like this, all of which are new readers.
Liu Changqing looked at it for a while and then closed the comment area.
He understood the whole story.
Being taken care of by a rich man.
? ? ? ? ? This is what he was thinking.
A reward of 10 million reading coins is equivalent to 100 reading coins for one dollar.
A full 100,000 yuan? ? ?
Is the happiness of rich people that simple?
This era is not the era Liu Changqing lived in his previous life. At this time, prices were still very low. A bowl of ramen cost less than five yuan, and breakfast could fill your stomach for only three or four yuan.
What does one hundred thousand yuan mean?
Before the clothing factory closed down, this number was nothing to Liu Changqing, but to Liu Changqing now, this number is an astronomical number.
After all, when he first came to this world, he was faced with leaving the house and only 3,000 yuan left in his pocket.
At that time, I had to force myself to smile at my child so that he wouldn¡¯t have to worry about money, but Liu Changqing still felt a lot of pressure to get enough money to pay for the tuition fees of the two brothers and sisters in a short period of time.
His thoughts have already flown far away.
The daysseem to be getting better.
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Liu Zhiyue walked out of the bookstore in a daze, thinking about what happened today.
Two consecutive days of high-intensity exercise made his whole body sore. On the second day of running, Liu Zhiyue still had not adapted to the rhythm of this kind of exercise. After finally finishing the run, I sent my sister to school and then returned home with my body full of soreness.
Before I could lie down, the passenger plane at home rang.
After answering, it was Liu Changqing¡¯s voice.
The sudden call made Liu Zhiyue confused about what his father was going to say, but one thing was certain, and the joy in his tone could not be concealed.
What makes you so happy?
Liu Zhiyue doesn¡¯t know.
Liu Changqing didn¡¯t elaborate, he just asked Liu Zhiyue to go to the bookstore.
When Liu Zhiyue dragged his tired body to the bookstore, he saw his father's smiling face.
How long has it been since you last seen him smiling like this?
It¡¯s unknown.
However, Liu Changqing¡¯s subsequent actions shocked Liu Zhiyue.
He took out five hundred yuan.
Looking at the five hundred handed over by his father, Liu Zhiyue didn't know what happened and stood there stupidly.
"What's wrong? Silly boy, why don't you take your pocket money?"
¡°Pocket money?¡±
??Looked at his father¡¯s face.
Liu Zhiyue's throat trembled and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Five! Five hundred!"
Before the closure of the clothing factory, although Liu Changqing had never treated Liu Zhiyue badly, he was not so generous. He would give him a hundred yuan at most. When had such a situation ever happened?
¡°Only when I used to go to my grandma¡¯s house, I could see it in the red envelope¡±There is so much money, but it is all empty. Every time, my father will pocket it all on the grounds that I am keeping it for you.
Of course, it was only Liu Zhiyue who received the red envelope. On the contrary, his sister Liu Xiazhi¡¯s father never swallowed her red envelope.
Because the girl always gives it to her mother directly.
At that time, the financial power of the family was entirely controlled by the mother.
"Dad, whatwhat's going on, give me so much"
Liu Zhiyue was so panicked that he subconsciously took a step back.
"You kid!"
Seeing Liu Zhiyue¡¯s appearance, how could Liu Changqing not know what the other person was thinking.
At the age of 15, he is completely sensible. Now he clearly understands the situation of his family. He also understands how difficult it is for Liu Changqing to have a son and a daughter. Otherwise, he would not have told him about dropping out of school to work to earn money. Come on.
Liu Changqing looked at his son's face and suddenly laughed.
He took his son's hand and put 500 yuan into his hand.
"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about this family."
He touched his son¡¯s head.
"I'll give you five hundred, keep three hundred to take your sister to have a nice meal after school, and keep the remaining two hundred for yourself."
"Dad, I"
"Your sister still has problems with me. If I take her out, she will probably lose her temper again. As an older brother, you should be more responsible and buy something for your sister."
Liu Changqing¡¯s words silenced Liu Zhiyue, his son.
How could you not hear the helplessness in the words?
When your sister grows up, you can tell her this
Liu Zhiyue walked out of the bookstore.
His hand touched the five hundred dollars in his trouser pocket.
What are you going to eat when your sister is out of school?
He was thinking about this in his mind. His sister seemed to like eating fried chicken, cakes and the like.
As he walked, Liu Zhiyue walked to the road and walked along the road for a short distance until he reached the area where his home was.
When Liu Zhiyue was thinking, he didn¡¯t know.
Not far behind him, a car slowed down.
The black car window rolled down, and a woman with dark brown hair looked towards the roadside wearing sunglasses.
After staring for a while, she spoke.
"Zhiyue."
The enunciation is very clear.
The sudden sound caused Liu Zhiyue to pause.
In his mind, he knew very well who the owner of this voice was.
The car drove to Liu Zhiyue and stopped beside him.
It happened that the car window was facing Liu Zhiyue.
"Why didn't you go to class? This time is probably class time."
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Liu Zhiyue twisted his neck stiffly and looked at the speaker.
There was a complicated expression in his eyes.
In his memory, there was a woman who brought him bad memories andfear.
Li Wanran¡¯s mother, his grandmother.
??A woman who speaks her mind, acts decisively, and cannot tolerate a grain of sand in her eyes.